Atley had follow-up x-rays yesterday, which went far better than her first ones! She has had a bit of new bone growth around the fracture on her femur, which means the
cast could come off today!!! If she were walking, the cast would have to stay on a few more weeks, but since she's not mobile yet (thank heavens for her stubborn-ness!!!), she got it off today! Whoopee!
The sawing-it-off part was terrifying for her... poor girl. It was sooo loud, and since she's already scared of the vacuum because of the noise, I knew this would be no better. I'm pretty sure her scream was as loud as the saw. But, we survived it, and now she's floyd-free!!! Was Floyd ripe when he came off? He sure was... not as ripe as he could be come 6 weeks of the usual cast time. But he was ready to come off. We got her home and in the tub! She was so happy to be able to play in the water again! I can tell her leg still hurts her though. She would cry a little when I would pick up her legs to wash her "under carriage" as Andy puts it. :)
Speaking of bathing... that was not the only reason she needed a bath today. While at the dr.'s office in the waiting room, this big 'plump' man in a wheelchair came rolling up to us. At first I thought, "Ok. He just wants to look at Atley." Look was not all he wanted to do. He started touching her foot... then her leg... then her arm and hand... then her CHEEK!!!! Can we say BOUNDARIES people?!!! Atley looked totally uncomfortable with this. Not to mention, he stunk of stale smoke and some type of BO that hasn't been identified yet. He was very unkempt, and his fingernails... let's just say they left something to be desired. They were thick, yellow, LONG and had dirt all over them and underneath them. After a few minutes of trying to be nice and watching over and over the long filthy fingernails caressing my sweet baby's clean white skin, and feeling totally uncomfortable, Atley finally coughed. And so I picked her up and acted like she needed to be burped (even though she's wayyyy past that stage). And then I proceeded to tell this man(?), in my soft little voice "She doesn't like her hands touched" (which is true). Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he rolled away. And I got out baby wipes and totally wiped her down... every inch he had touched, and probably inches that he hadn't. I know a few of you may think this is a bit extreme... but you never know what people's hands have been on, and based on his smell, I'm guessing his hands weren't exactly purel-ed recently. I tried to be nice people, and I was. I think I was a little too nice, thinking back. People need to realize that babies have boundaries too! My point in telling this story was not trying to be rude about this man here... I just had to illustrate the story for you so you could picture it in your own minds. :)
Anyway, back to Floyd. The floyd-free privilege does come with its own little stipulations however. Absolutely no standing... probably no crawling for a while yet, x-rays AGAIN in two weeks, and then another dr.'s appointment to follow up and make sure the bone hasn't moved and everything is in place. But at least the cast is gone, and we can bathe in an actual tub now instead of the blessed sponge baths she was receiving with it on!
Pictures coming soon... :)
This post will be pretty random since I haven't posted any pictures in a while. We've had quite the eventful month, and I am sooo glad to have some Atley pictures without Pink Floyd (the cast) in them! This first picture is Atley coming home from pictures with Bethany last night... I made this little tutu and matching bow for them. She was adorable and so happy for the pictures!!! She just squealed and kept throwing her arms up the entire time. I think she just enjoyed being outside on the grass!!
Momma and Atley on my first Mothers Day!! We have so much fun together! Andy was very sweet this day. He made me breakfast, gave me flowers, and a nice lounge chair for my new finished backyard!!
Little Atley in her sunhat at the park across the street from our house.
Swinging... the first time since she's had her cast off. She only liked it for a couple of short minutes. And then it was over. I tried the slide... too scary for her!!! She just cried. Maybe when she's a little older. :)
This is when Atley had finally mastered moving the heavy Pink Floyd around. She could roll with him, and swing it around like a big heavy club. Word of warning: Never get in the way of a swinging cast with a leg in it!!! Those things can gain some speed and power!!!
I realize this isn't the best picture of Atley... with her mouth hanging open and her cast on. But it had been a suuuuper long day at church, and she was so tired. She had pulled her ribbon out of her hair. But I still wanted a picture because this is her in a dress I wore when I was little. My mom is so thoughtful in sending these to me. They are so special, and it's so fun to think we've worn the same things. I think it's still adorable, and I got so many compliments on the dress!!!
Atley and Daddy waiting in line to get into the zoo. We bought her this hat before we went in... I'm sure glad we did! She has such little hair, and the sun was so bright and warm that day!
Can anyone tell me what this weird lookin' animal is?? Kudos to whoever can!!! And no, it's not a funny-looking bear (which is what we thought at first). Hint: It drools a lot, (and it's nastY), and it has a high-pitched yelp? Ugh. Grosses me out. Look at its big ol' getto booty.
What is this animal? Half zebra? Half deer? I have a little prize for whoever comes up with the most creative names for these animals. :)
Isn't this flower beautiful? It grows on a certain type of tree here... not sure what the name is, but I love it!
Here we all are at the zoo! Atley has her little grandma hat on!
Finally, pics of Laguna Beach! Daddy showing Atley the waves! She loved watching them come in. Look how little she is!
